In the Confucian Mansion in Huizhou, in the Huipai manor with white walls and black tiles, the white candles burned silently in the main hall of the mourning hall, the black coffin was surrounded by wreaths, and the walls were also hung with banners.

That night, relatives and friends from the Confucian Mansion and Confucius Institutes across the country rushed to Huizhou one after another. The descendants of the Confucius Academy, with the old man of Confucius - Kong Chuiyao as the respect, took the descendants and the descendants of the Confucian Mansion on both sides, and quietly returned the salute to the guests who came to pay their respects.

At the end of the worship, Kong Fanxing came out of the mourning hall with the support of his family, sat alone in the courtyard and wept in a low voice.

Under the starry night sky, in the corner of the courtyard, she was dressed in filial piety clothes, with long black hair slightly curled over the shoulders against a slender and delicate face, beautiful eyebrows, and black and white eyes that were red and swollen.

Shangguan Zhan came out of the mourning hall after the memorial service, followed the traces of Fang Cai Kong Fanxing to the courtyard, and quietly leaned under the big tree outside the wall.

If it weren't for his father's entrustment, he would have returned to Chenzhou after meeting with the big clients of the law firm in the evening. But I didn't want to, when I came to the Confucian Mansion to worship, I accidentally saw the woman who hit his car during the day standing sadly in the mourning hall, only to know that her identity was so prominent.

The descendants of Confucius, a famous family for thousands of years!

Leaving the mourning room, she breathed a sigh of relief, sat down by the gazebo, and quietly stared at the bright moon reflected in the pond. Hearing footsteps approaching her, she refused with a polite but distant look, "Sorry, please don't bother me. ”

After a moment of thought at the arched door, Shangguan Zhan's footsteps did not hesitate for a moment.

The words thrown over are full of mockery.

"Your family members are all guarding the mourning hall, why can you be a special existence in front of the relatives and friends of the Confucian Mansion?"

Kong Fanxing raised his eyes in surprise to look at the man standing in the door, bit his lip and was about to explain, but he heard a choked and sobbing female voice suddenly coming from behind the rockery of the fountain on the side of the locust tree across a low bamboo hedge.

"You're leaving? No, I don't! ”

"We said we wouldn't talk about feelings." There is an irrefutable domineering in the deep male voice.

"But--I understand, but I can't help but fall in love with you, senior--"

"Weiyang, Dad is still guarding the mourning hall, I should go in."

Kong Fanxing's body trembled, and his hands tightly clasped the edge of the wooden chair.

"No! You haven't even explained what happened in the club last night, don't think that your Confucian Mansion can be perfunctory with today's funeral! The woman complained excitedly, and the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, Kong Fanxing turned slightly sideways and looked over the spraying spring water, and a woman in a light purple shirt and knee-length skirt was clasping her father's neck, Kong Youxu, with her hands.

I kissed him relentlessly.

She frowned, and was about to turn her gaze back to meet the man who was still standing in the archway.

When the eyes met, the flowing air seemed to have a subtle shift.

Looking back, the father let the woman kiss him.

The man in the arch stared at her, and she stared at him, but her face was expressionless.

I thought that under her indifferent eyes, he would disappear automatically, but I didn't expect him to laugh not only did he not leave.

The voice by the fountain rang out again.

"Weiyang, I'm really going back. You can stay in the Confucian Mansion tonight and rest for a while. Kong Youxu forcefully moved the woman hanging on him away.

"Then you remember for me, and explain what happened last night after the funeral."

"Okay."

Kong Youxu nodded, turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the mourning hall.

But he was not lucky, and at the entrance of the courtyard, he bumped into a group of business friends who had come to the Confucian Mansion to pay their respects.

Kong Fanxing had no intention of listening to those extremely ugly false greetings in the courtyard, and got up to leave.

Shangguan Zhan saw her approaching and sneered lightly, "Confucius's descendants? Oh? I didn't expect the descendants of the Holy Teacher... My private life is so unbearable, I just don't know if you Kong Fanxing - will you also be like your uncompetitive family members, who are ruined by the gold and jade? ”

Clenching his teeth, Kong Fanxing restrained the urge to stun the other party with one punch, and showed considerable education, "The family affairs of our Confucian Mansion don't bother Your Excellency!" ”

"Huh?"

Shangguan Zhan looked back at the white shadow that gradually disappeared into the night, and said loudly: "Didn't you say that if you don't fight, you won't know each other?" Aren't we acquainted? ”

Kong Fanxing pretended not to hear and hurried out of this secluded courtyard.

"Auntie! I've found you! The little nephew, who was scurrying around in the cloister, saw her and hurried over to her.

"What's wrong?"

"Auntie, grandpa called all the men in our family except me into the study!"

Kong Fanxing was slightly surprised, and held his little nephew with both hands, "Did something happen?" ”

"Grandpa looks so terrifying, go and save them!"

The little nephew pulled Kong Fanxing and ran quickly towards the study.

When he ran into his grandfather's yard, a figure was reflected in the window of the study, and suddenly he shouted: "You losers! ”

"Bang--" There was a heavy object hitting the ground, and the sound of smashing came from the house.

Kong Fanxing left his little nephew and ran to the door of the study, and saw the men of the Kong family kneeling in the house, father, eldest brother, second brother...

All of them hung their heads.

"Grandpa!"

Kong Fanxing saw that the old man grabbed the inkstone on his desk again, and was about to throw it at her father, so he hurriedly ran into the house and grabbed the old man's hand.

The old man's face turned blue with anger, and he saw that it was his granddaughter, "What are you doing here?" Get out! ”

"Grandpa--" Kong Fanxing snatched the inkstone from his grandfather's hand, and said softly: "Grandpa, no matter what happens at home, tonight is grandpa's big day, there are so many guests at home, and there are many people!" ”

The old man's elite eyes dimmed slightly, and he sat down in vain.

After the men went out, the maid closed the door, and the old man sat on the chair for a long time before asking sullenly, "Fanxing, have you heard all about the family?" ”

In the study, only the old man and his granddaughter asked at the moment.

Kong Fanxing nodded, "I heard when I went back to Huizhou that my sister-in-law is still recuperating in the hospital after surgery--"

The corners of the old man's lips trembled, "Your second brother's indisputable thing must have broken your second sister-in-law's heart this time." When you return to Chenzhou, do you ask your second sister-in-law out to persuade you? ”

If it weren't for the guest's inquiry, how would he have known that such a despicable thing had happened in his home.

He was humble all his life, and he was ashamed of his ancestors. Only if it is the negligence of the education of future generations in his own life that will lead to such an ugly incident at home.

"Hmm."

Kong Fanxing suppressed the doubts in his heart, it should not only be the two elder brothers who had a problem, but also their respected father, did he also have a woman he liked?

It was a week after returning to Chenzhou after the funeral, Kong Fanxing was obviously on vacation, but on this day, she received a call from the field and called her to Xuefu.

When she came to Xue Mansion and saw that the so-called injured man was still dancing with a sword, Kong Fanxing was furious.

Her beautiful eyes immediately burst into two clusters of unscrupulous anger, "Young Master Xue! ”

The other party saw that she was about to get angry, so he quickly measured the injured little finger in front of her eyes, "Fanxing, look, I'm really useless, I hurt myself again by practicing a double sword, hehe." ”

Glancing at him coldly, she turned her face away, "Master Xue, haven't you heard about me on vacation?" ”

"I've heard about it, but I'm still not used to having people bandage me." Xue Gongzi sighed helplessly.

What a big deal!

Kong Fanxing had a thousand fires in his heart, and he had to be annihilated at this time, "Let's go, go bandage." I'll have to meet my second sister-in-law later. ”

"Your second sister-in-law... I heard that I am going to divorce your second brother? Xue Gongzi's tone was full of regret, "It's just that it's still in time for your sister-in-law to have an accident!" You have to be careful at home lately, it's a miracle that the old man didn't get sick. Why don't we go to see your second sister-in-law together in the afternoon... How about we go for coffee when we're done? ”